Donovan The Road
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"The Road"
Outside our little garden gate, far over hill and down
The bright road, the long white road goes winding through the town.
I often peep between the bars when I am tired of play
I wish that I could follow it some happy summer day.
... pass beneath the trees ...
"The Road"
Outside our little garden gate, far over hill and down
The bright road, the long white road goes winding through the town.
I often peep between the bars when I am tired of play
I wish that I could follow it some happy summer day.
... pass beneath the trees ...
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